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"A Blight Upon the Land"
Chapter 19: Two Wu (Part IV)


"Now what?" Sedusa asked as the Sky Train chuffed back towards Townsville.

"How should I know?" Tubbimura replied.

"I can't believe we lost!" Princess moaned loudly.

"Shh!" Jack hissed, "you'll wake them up!"

The evil boy genius was referring to the Rowdyruff Boys, who were currently asleep. Butch was in the center chair, with Brick and Boomer on either side.

"We've still got dat movie opshun," Oliver said, taking in a small drag from his cigar.

"Sounds good to me," Jack replied.

"Okay," Sedusa shrugged.

Princess and Tubbimura nodded in agreement.

"Fantastic! Nigh, me television cums wi' netflix, so we can decide waaat movie ter watch whaen we-"

BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! BEEP!

"Jack, isn't dat yisser Shen Gong Wu detector?"

"It is!" Jack exclaimed, dashing over to the table where the device rested. Pressing the circular button in the center, a hologram of a long staff with an orb at the head.

"This one's called the Wukong Staff," he explained, reading the data out loud as information continued to stream in, "It has the power to mask the presence of any Shen Gong Wu within a 30 yard radius, making them untraceable."

"Now THAT could be useful," Tubbi observed.

"With this, we could be in and out before those miserable brats even know what hit them!" Sedusa put in.

"Not to mention, it looks pretty, too," Princess added.

"Where's this one?" Sedusa asked.

"It's...in California, the San Diego Harbor," Jack answered.

Oliver grinned. "Jackie, keck dis bucket into 'igh gear! We've got a Wu ter catch!"

The Irishman's shouting had woken up the Rowdyruff Boys.

"Whubba?"

"Nngh."

"Huh?"

"Up you hop," Tubbimura chimed.

"Whuizit?" Brick muttered, adjusting his Baseball cap.

"Ugh!" Boomer moaned, stretching.

"What's all the racket abou-ow..." Butch groaned, feeling the pain return to his groin.

"Yer stay sittin', Butch," Oliver said.

"Hey, no complaints from me, chief."

"Roi, Butch, yer go back ter sleep, everyone else, Ah've only got a few instrucshuns for you; Fend dis staff, fend it quickly, an', shud any av our do-gud 'friends' git in de way, CRUSH DEM."



"I've never seen a Wu reveal itself so soon after another one," Clay commented as Dojo flew towards Townsville.

"There was that one time a few years back," Kimiko put in.

"Oh, yeah, we met that Russian dude," Raimundo said, remembering the incident with the crystal glasses.

"Indeed," a most unpleasant experience," Omi agreed darkly.

"Tell me about it," Dojo shuddered, "that was the worst Shen Gong Wu rash I ever had!"

"Eww," Bubbles moaned.

"So, what's this one, Dojo?" she asked, regaining her composure.

"I wish I could say, Bubbles, but I don't have a scroll with me, so my info's pretty slim," the Dragon answered, "All I can be sure of is that it's in California. San Diego, if my sense is right."  

"Wait!" Kimiko exclaimed. "Didn't we leave a whole bunch of scrolls back at your house?"

"Yeah! You did!" Buttercup replied.

"Why don't we grab one, so we'll know what to look for?"

"But takin' a detour'll give those no-good snakes a huge lead!" Clay exclaimed.

"Not exactly," Blossom grinned, realization blooming, "Kimiko, where did you store those scrolls?"

"In the boy's room, under Omi's bed!"

"Buttercup, can you go grab one?"

"You betcha!" She smiled, zooming off into the distance, returning about five seconds later, scroll in hand.

"You're pretty fast," Raimundo observed.

"Thanks," the Green Powerpuff smirked, taking a seat on Dojo's back "Now, what're we looking for?"

"The Wukong Staff can cover up the presence of any Shen Gong Wu in a 30 yard radius, making any Wu in the area impossible to track," Kimiko read.

"If those creeps get their hands of that, they'll beat us to every new Shen gong Wu out there!" Clay exclaimed.

"Then we better not let them get their hands on it," Blossom smiled.

Handing Kimiko the scroll, Buttercup rejoined her sisters in flight as they all sped back towards California.

Back on the Sky Train, Tubbimura had seen the Powerpuff Dragons closing in fast on their position, and wasted no time informing his comrades.

"Looks loike we're 'avin' ourselves a race!" Oliver said, " Jack, 'oy close are we?"

"Less than a minute, now!" Jack responded, eyeing the navigational instruments.

"Perfect. Nigh, Ah've jist got wan quesshun for de lot av you: By show av 'ands, who's ready ter keck sum arse?"

Everyone on board raised their hands, grinning eagerly.

"Princess, care ter do de 'onors?" the Irishman smiled.

"Absolutely," she beamed, "Alright, listen up! If you look to your left, you can see those stupid Powerpuff Girls and their stupid friends. You will also see that they're foolishly trying to beat us to our prize. So, sit back, and relax, 'cause we're gonna show them that no one beats us! Not now, not ever!!"

"Yeah!" they all cheered, taking their seats.

Princess, took her own seat near the front row, excitement welling up inside her.

"Come on, Dojo! We're neck and neck!" Kimiko exclaimed.

"They're gettin' too close! Boomer, Breek, we nade yer ter distract dem, somehow!" Oliver shouted.

"Sure thing, Boss!" Brick replied, opening the door and flying out, Boomer right behind him.

"Wait for me!" Butch cried, jumping out after his brothers.

"Hey, Butch. How're you feeling?" Boomer asked as they flew towards their target.

"Been better, but I've been worse, too," He answered.

"Can you fight?" Brick asked.

"Like you need to ask," Butch smirked.

"Perfect," he smiled, "Here's the plan; Butch, you pick one of those four dweebs riding on the dragon and knock 'em off. That'll keep one of the Puffs distracted. While you're doing that, Boomer and I'll keep the dragon occupied with a blitzkrieg!"

"Alright!" Boomer and Butch acknowledged.

"Let's get 'em!" Brick grinned.

While the Red and Blue Rowdyruffs sped towards Dojo, their Green brother diverged from their path and sped around behind the Dragon.

"There you are, you little runt!" Butch whispered to himself, locating his prey.

He shot forward, snatching Omi right off of Dojo's back and hurling him, to the horror of the Powerpuff Dragons, into the ocean.

"OMI!!" Raimundo shouted.  

"Hold on, Omi!" Blossom cried, zipping down to catch him.

While Butch flew back to the Sky Train, Brick and Boomer commenced their attack.

"Talk about an EYEsore!" Brick laughed, firing his eye-beams.

"Dojo, look out!"

The Dragon Swerved violently, barley avoiding the Red Rowdyruff's attack and almost tossing off Clay, Kimiko and Raimundo.

"Those little sneaks just won't let up, Clay exclaimed, lassoing Boomer with his rope.

"Hey!" he cried.

"Gotcha!" Clay cheered. But his joy was short lived, as Boomer broke Clay's rope with no effort.

"Boomer! Batter Up!" Brick shouted, tossing a small fireball at his brother.

Realizing his brother's intentions, Boomer generated his energy baseball bat and posed for the swing.

"And the Dodgers win the pennant!" he cheered, striking the fireball in Dojo's direction.

The ball exploded like an artillery shell upon contact, sending Dojo reeling.

"Whoooaaaa!" the now dizzy Dojo cried.

"Hold on, Dojo, we got you, Buttercup said, holding onto him until the Dragon could regain his bearings.

"Thanks," Kimiko gasped.

"What're friends for?" Bubbles smiled.

"That'll hold 'em off long enough," Brick smirked, "Come on, Boomer, let's get back to the others!"

"Sure thing, Brick!" Boomer replied, and they flew back to their comrades.

As Boomer and Brick rejoined Butch and their allies in the Sky Train, San Diego Harbor came into view, and with it, the Wukong Staff.

"Dare so'tiz, me lads!" Oliver exclaimed. He turned to Sedusa. "Jenny, cud yer possibly lower me down ter de anchorage point?"

"Yeah, I could." She was confused by the Irishman's request, "But why? My hair could easily reach it."

"Well, jist cos oi'm de leader doesn't mean oi can sit back, bark orders an' let yer do al' de work, Ah've got ter contribute, too," he explained.

"Suit yourself," Sedusa shrugged, wrapping a tendril around Oliver's waist and lowering him onto the anchorage point.

"This guy's probably one of the most awesome villains I've worked for," Jack smiled.

"What makes you say that?" Princess asked.

"Well, uh, it's a bit of a story," Jack began, but was interrupted when Tubbimura released a rather unsavory noise.

"I am so terribly sorry," the ninja pleaded, "I had a bean burrito for lunch, and I-I couldn't hold it in any longer!"

"Oh, dear God!!" Butch cried, covering his face.

"GROSS!" Boomer and Brick exclaimed, echoing their brother's actions.

"Open *Hack!* the air vents!" Jack chocked out.

"Need *GACK!* air...freshener!" Princess gagged.  

"Oh, Good Lord!" Sedusa moaned, shielding her face and jerking her body away from the awful smell.

"'ey! easy wi' de lowerin', please!" Oliver shouted, touching down on the platform and advancing toward the Wukong Staff.

From a small distance away, Raimundo could see the Irishman nearing the Shen Gong Wu. Thinking quickly, he turned to Buttercup.

"Yo, BC! You're the strongest of your sisters, right?"

"Of course! What's it to you?"

"I need you to throw me at Oliver!" Raimundo shouted, pointing at the villain.

"What?!" the Green Powerpuff exclaimed, not sure if she had heard right.

"Raimundo, are you crazy?!" Kimiko asked.

"Listen! If Buttercup throws just a little bit forward, I can use the wind to shoot myself at the Staff! Think of it as a boost!"

"Well, I'll be!" Clay said.

"Okay, if you say so," Buttercup said, still unsure as she picked up Raimundo, "Here goes!" And with that, she threw him forward.

"Wudai Star Wind!" Raimundo shouted, bending the air around him to his will, propelling himself forward even faster.

'Come on, come on," the Brazilian boy thought, as he drew nearer and nearer to the Shen Gong Wu's position.

As the distance between the competitors and their prize closed, Raimundo and Oliver grabbed the staff simultaneously, causing it to glow.

"Oliver, I challenge you to a Xiaolin Showdown! My Glove of Gisaku against your Yansu Gauntlets!"

"Challenge accepted, boyo! Name yisser game!"

"The game is Steal the Wu! Whoever takes the other's Wu first is the winner!"

"LET'S GO! XIAOLIN SHOWDOWN!"

San Diego Harbor became a rocky landscape as the waters parted and drew back. The Powerpuff Dragons, including Blossom and Omi, who had been rescued by the former, and Mascots of Anarchy sat on the quay side.

On the battlefield, Raimundo, fully clad in Wudai Armor, stood opposite Oliver. The Irishman's coat and scarf waved and flowed with the wind gusting around them.

"GONG-YI-TAN-PAI!!" they shouted.

"Yansu Gauntlets!" Oliver shouted, grabbing Raimundo by his head and slamming his face into his knee, then proceeding to deliver a vicious uppercut to the boy's jaw with the brass knuckles his Wu created.

"Nice!" Brick cheered.

"Raimundo!" Kimiko cried.

"Typhoon Boom Wind!" Raimundo shouted, clapping his hands together and generating a gale of wind that nearly knocked Oliver off his feet.

"Hyaah!!" The Brazilian boy cried, following up with a roundhouse kick directly into the Oliver's nose.

"GYAAAARGH!" he cried, falling to the ground and clutching his heavily bleeding nose, "Ah, smart move, sprog, targetin' an enemy's weak spot directly."

"What's with the boss?!" Butch exclaimed, the uncommon trait of fear showing on his face.

"Well, well," Buttercup smirked, "who knew that big, bad Butch would be afraid?"

"Seems like yer boss ain't as tough as y'all make him out to be," Clay grinned.

"Wow, you Texans really are dumb," Brick retorted, "Harrington's got a broken nose, of course that's a weak spot. You, of all people, should know, Hillbilly."

"...wanna say that again, bug-eyes?" Clay growled as he began stomping toward the Red Rowdyruff.

"Oh, you wanna throw down, Hillbilly?" Brick sneered.

Blossom and Jack quickly intervened.

"Easy, Clay, now's not the time,"  

"Whoa! Whoa! Whoa! J-just calm down, Brick!"

"Out of my way, Spicer!" Brick ordered.

"You'll have a chance later, idiot!" Princess put in, also grabbing onto Brick.

"Plus," Sedusa added, grinning sadistically "you really don't want to miss this show."

The seductress addressed the Raimundo and Oliver, who were trading blows.

"Good, point," Brick smirked.

He, princess and Jack sat back down as the showdown continued.

"Glove of Gisaku!" Raimundo called, activating the Shen Gong Wu's magnetic pull, ripping off the Yansu Gauntlet mounted on Oliver's left arm.

The Irishman took cover behind a large boulder as Raimundo slowly advanced forward.

"Wait," Blossom observed, "Raimundo already took Oliver's Shen Gong Wu, so shouldn't the showdown be over?"

"The Yansu Gauntlets are a pair of Shen Gong Wu, Blossom," Omi explained, "In order to claim victory, Raimundo must take BOTH of the Yansu Gauntlets."

"Hmm," she nodded.

"You can do it, Rai," Kimiko encouraged.

Raimundo continued to pursue Oliver through the maze-like rock formations. Both the Brazilian and the Irishman's jaws were now caked with blood.

"Yo, Oliver, you're pretty good at hiding," Raimundo called.

"T'anks. An' you're gran' at gettin' punched," he replied.

"I'm surprised you can move so well, considering how much ALCOHOL must be in your system."

"Oooooh! Burn!" Buttercup laughed.

"Ain't yer late for another av yisser brainless Brazilian parades, Pedrosa?" Oliver shot back.

"Ouch," Princess smirked.

The two continued to exchange venomous words as they weaved through the maze of rock. Raimundo was beginning to lose his sense of direction, doubling back, and intersecting with paths he'd already gone over. Oliver, was having no such trouble, and was, in fact, slowly and stealthily sneaking up behind the Brazilian.

Pouncing fast, he slammed Raimundo up against a wall, holding one arm above his head, and the one bearing the Glove of Gisaku behind his back.

"Me, me! That's a rayle fancy mitten you've got dare, boyo!" He grinned, "Yer ought ter nu dat yer don't jist wear wan mitten withoyt de other, Pedrosa, an' since yer don't seem ter 'av another mitten, i'll jist be takin' dis aff yisser 'ands!"

"No!" Raimundo cried, struggling against the Irishman's grip.  

And with that, he yanked the Glove of Gisaku off Raimundo's hand, ending the Showdown.

San Diego Harbor shifted back into an oceanfront as the rocky maze formations receded back into the earth, and the water rushed back in. Off to the side, Oliver stood, slightly wobbly, holding the Glove of Gisaku and the Wukong Staff, both Yansu Gauntlets once again mounted on his arms.

"Well, lads, despite sum minor setbacks, i'd say the-day wus juicy successful," he beamed, wiping the blood off his face, turning to Raimundo, who was looking downcast. "Ah, Pedrosa, yer did gran'...for a sprog," he finished, grinning.

Raimundo grinned at Oliver, annoyance and gratitude blending together on his face. "Not bad, yourself...for an old-timer."

"You're a gas guy," Oliver smiled, producing a handkerchief from his coat pocket and using it to wipe the remaining blood off his face.

"Gas?" Raimundo repeated, confused.

"'tis Oirish lingo. Means 'Funny,' yer twit," he smirked, rejoining his comrades.

"Rai, are you okay?!" Kimiko asked, rushing up to her exhausted boyfriend.

"Hey, you know me, Kimi," Raimundo smiled weakly.

"Always too stubborn to fall," the Japanese girl smiled back, helping him back to Dojo, who was waiting in giant form.

"Hey, champ, don't look so down!" Dojo smiled, attempting to cheer the Brazilian boy up.

"yeah, partner, I felt the same after going toe-to-toe with that Irish rat," Clay put in.

"You gave it your best, Raimundo, that's what counts," Blossom consoled.

"Yeah, you still did great!" Bubbles encouraged.

Buttercup said nothing, She simply gave Raimundo a smile of sympathy and gently patted him on the back.

"Come on, everyone," Blossom smiled as the Xiaolin Warriors climbed atop Dojo's back, "I'll bet the Professor and Mrs. Keane are starting to get worried about us. We'd better not keep them waiting."  

The Powerpuff Dragons took to the skies and set off for home...

As Oliver walked back to the sky train, he was greeted by a round of praise from his fellow ne'r-do-'ell's.

"Nice moves," Butch said.

"You're sure light on your feet," Sedusa observed.

"You were awesome!" Jack and Boomer squealed.

"That was pretty sweet," Princess smiled, giving her employer a gentle hug, which, for some odd reason, caused a small twinge of jealousy inside Jack.

"Aww, you're too kind, al' av yer," the Irishman grinned, releasing Princess.

"Hey, fighting someone with a nose as broken as yours is a big deal, Boss," Brick stated, playfully punching him in the shoulder.

"Perhaps, Oliver, we could now see our movie?" Tubbimura asked, smiling through his mask.

"That's a gran' idea, Tubbi! 'oy aboyt it, lads, waaat do yer say for a movie?"

"Yeah!" They cheered unanimously.

Oliver snapped his fingers. "'uh! oi almost forgot! yer lads did another job the-day, an' dat can only mean wan thing: paychecks!!!"

"WAAHOO!!!" They shouted.

"Roi, let's git our train back ter 'tis 'um, den we'll fend an 'ole in de wall, an' den, we'll go back ter me place for a movie an' a mayle."

The Mascots of Anarchy all happily boarded the sky train, except Butch, who seemed slightly uncomfortable.

"What's wrong, Butch?" Boomer asked.

"I'm still kinda...tender," Butch winced, as he walked into the train.

"Someone get him an ice-pack, Brick said, pulling his baseball cap over his eyes as he slunk down into his seat for a nap.

"Yeah, an' cud someone please git me a Kleenex? Me smeller is startin' ter bleed again," Oliver added, placing two fingers up against his nostrils.

Sedusa and Tubbimura took seats by the bar, while Jack gave the Green Rowdyruff and the Irishman an ice-pack and Kleenex, respectively, then took a seat next to Princess.

Boomer sat down next to Butch, who had set the cold pack on top of his lap, while their eldest brother was already snoring.

Oliver sat up front, tearing the Kleenex in two and stuffing the pieces into his nostrils to staunch the bleeding.

"Sky Train, to home base," Jack commanded, wearily.

The craft shuddered lightly as it's engines roared to life, and then took off into the sky.  
And yet another Xiaolin Showdown!

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Wukong Staff (c) :iconxsummergirl4235x:

Also, I feel like this is kinda cheating, but I want to enter this into :iconprincesscallyie:'s contest
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Another great job, but out of curiousity will there be any other characters from either show joining the story? Just wondering